Keith barely said a word to Lance, merely glanced at her. When he followed her through the corridors, he walked behind her making sure she could hear his steps. The one time she halted to relay orders he stood just behind her and to the side.
Lance could not believe the way Keith was behaving. He was acting so immaturely. Why had she told Jarep that Keith could come with her instead of assigning him to another group? She repeated the specific question over and over again in her head. That is naturally until she could no longer ignore the unmistakable sound of Keith dragging his feet across the floor. Stopping she turned to confront him her arms placed firmly on her hips, eyebrows elevated in question.
Keith voluntarily stopped mere inches from her face his arms crossed across his body. He held direct eye contact with Lance not backing down in any way whatsoever.
"Do you mind?" Lance asked her eyes darting down to correctly point out the specific problem.
"Oh, I'm sorry is that bothering you?" Keith carefully placed a hand over his mouth before looking innocently at Lance.
"Um yeah, it kinda is," Lance replied slightly puzzled as to why Keith was suddenly acting like it was middle school again.
"Well, I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do," Keith shrugged, "it's just how I walk."
Lance undoubtedly knew that was a flat out lie. "Fine." The word was forced from her lips. She couldn't believe that she had given in. She turned away prepared to return to her mission. "If you genuinely want to continue being an annoying little quiznack that's fine by me," she had merely mumbled the words to herself, but she guessed Keith had overheard it when she felt a sharp smack on the back of her head. She whipped around her hands instantly finding his throat almost immediately.
"Try that again I dare you," she fiercely growled her face inches from his.
"It'll be my pleasure," he replied, smirking. Lance felt her hands grow tighter around his neck. Sometimes he could be so frustrating.
"You attempt anything, and you'll sincerely wish I left you in that cell," she promptly released her vice-like grip and turned to continue there trek to find Krolia.
One second she was facing the hall then she wasn't. The cool metal was pressed up against her cheek. Her arm was carefully pinned behind her back and was making its way farther up slowly.
"Alright, I see your point, Keith. You can let go." It took him a minute, but he seemed to finally believe her. As soon as his gripped slackened she jutted her leg out and pulled his forward, he gasped as he fell back onto the ground. Without hesitation, Lance straddled him promptly returning the smirk that he's given her so many times. Sinking to her knees she leaned forwards brushing his hair behind his ear. "I advised you not to try anything," she whispered harshly into his ear.
A cough sounded to her left, and she quickly glanced up. To her surprise, she discovered a young agent with their face a brilliant red. Scrambling to her feet, she acknowledged them with a nod.
"Agent."
"McClain," he bit his lip before responding, "You know we have rooms right?" he glanced uneasily down at the floor and rocked back on his feet.
Lance's composed face went warm and she glanced back at Keith sputtering, "I-We wasn't doing anything. I was merely warning him not to try anything."
Keith coughed and gently nudged her with his elbow promptly sending her into another sputtering mess.
"Wha-" she gently took a breath- "What can I help you with?"
"Oh, Yeah someone sent me to tell you that the Paladins of Voltron are here."
The young agent had barely gotten the last word out before Lance had taken off down the hall. Keith and the agent stood there watching as she disappeared around a corner. A few seconds later she reappeared.
"Are you coming, Keith?" she didn't wait to see if he would follow before she was gone again.
The paladins turned to her when she burst into the room her eyes darting across the room. "What are you guys doing here?" she respectfully asked some bitterness finding its way into her voice. The last time she had seen the paladins they had pinned her on the floor before flinging her into a cell.
Shiro approached instantly lowering his voice as he spoke, "Is there somewhere private we could talk?"
"Depends," she carefully looked at him and then at the others, "How important is this?"
Hunk could no longer stay quiet, "You and Keith may be in potential danger! We have security footage from the castle of Haggar disguising herself as Krolia then as Shiro!"
Lance burst out laughing gripping her stomach she genuinely tried to keep herself from falling over. Wiping a tear from her eye, she sighed, "Do you realize how absurd you sound?" Lance burst into giggles again.
Pidge stepped forward, "We obtained evidence that it's true! How do you explain that?"
"Well I'll typically start by merely saying that you may have me on camera leaving the pod as Haggar only because I needed to make everyone think that it was Haggar leaving and not 'Krolia'," Krolia replied from the doorway causing everyone to jump.
"See I told you; Krolia is Krolia. She's not disguised as anyone else." Lance remarked as Keith entered the room. He caught sight of Krolia and immediately hesitated to approach, Krolia, on the other hand, had no trouble approaching her beloved son.
While they talked Shiro pulled Lance to the side. "Are you sure you can sincerely trust her? I mean she's spent a lot of time with the Galra, what if she's changed sides?"
Lance slapped Shiro's arm, "How dare you think such a thing? I've known Krolia longer than the five minutes you've been in the same room together, therefore believe me when I say that she can be trusted!" she hissed the words causing Shiro to drawback.
"Fine, if you sincerely think she's okay then don't come running to me when she comes and stabs you in the back.
"I do." Lance turned to look at Krolia who was tenderly embracing Keith. The reunited mother and son were interrupted when Jarep entered the room.
"Sorry to interrupt but we have several pods ready for take-off."
Oh right, We still have a mission to complete.